Oh, hello chaps.
I'm in a bit of a pickle.
You see, I pulled a little prank on Master Yoda, and then this note arrived.Dear Dooku,Watch your back, you shouldYou-know-who
Oh dearie me. So, to escape the watchful eyes of Master Yoda, Master Sidious and I went to a place Yoda would never, EVER go.
Oh, my head. Now I see why Yoda avoids these places.
It started off nice enough...Sidious, the sly old dog, ordered a few drinks, and we sat down to watch the dancers. After a few drinks, Sidious decided it would be nice for him to give dancing a go also. And he wanted me to dance also! Oh dearie me...
Sidious: You know, I think I can dance better than any of them.
Me: Is that so, old boy?
Sidious: Come on, I'll show you.
Me: I think you've had a wee bit to much to drink, old boy.
Then the dog used a mind trick on me!
Sidious: (waves hand) You are feeling rather drunk...you will dance with me.
Well, what could I do? Up I got, stumbling a little, and was helped by Sidious onto the dance floor.
And on a side note, don't ever EVER use the Force to get drunk. For though it can give you a headache, it cannot cure one. Believe me, I tried. However, it can make it worse...
Then Sidious began this strange, contorting dance on the floor, twisting all over the place. I have been told since it is called "breakdancing". Oh dearie me...
I pulled Sidious off the floor, and pulled him into a favourite dance of mine, the waltz.
People stared at us, for some reason.
When we had both been showed the door by a large burly man (who didn't seem very happy when I asked him to waltz with us), we both headed home.
And when I got there, what should I find...
Yoda, you will rue this day...